And The Daddy Is… The Infertile Guy?!

Chapter 32

The medicinal bath was ready. Howard, with an air of authority that brooked no argument, commanded, “Towel me off and help me get dressed.”

“Mr. Chadwick, are you wearing boxers?” Gwendolyn was laced with professional concern.

A snort of derision escaped Chadwick, “I’m your patient. Does it matter? Are you not going to help me up if I’m not?”

Gwendolyn found herself at a loss for words, clutching the towel as she moved to assist him out of the tub. Spotting the black fabric around his lower half, she silently breathed a sigh of

relief.

With a dedication that went beyond her duties, she cleaned his body, removing traces of the brown medicinal liquid, before wrapping him up in a cozy bathrobe.

“Mr. Chadwick, what are those red spots on your neck?” Gwendolyn asked, noticing the splotchy redness against his skin, worried about an allergic reaction.

A thin veil of annoyance rose within Chadwick, and he scoffed, “Just some bruising, it’s nothing

serious.*

Bruising, indeed. It was the mark left by Gwendolyn who had insisted on drinking, leading to the hickeys.

Gwendolyn nodded in understanding, “It looks minor and should fade in a couple of days.”

laughter echoed

doorframe, clearly enjoying the show. He couldn’t help but grin. “Didn’t mean to rain

Gwendolyn

he responded with

Nathan raised the portfolio in

“Hand it over.”

a helpful demeanor, Nathan presented the portfolio, “I’ve finalized the selection for the auction. It’s got the pieces you were

to discuss, Gwendolyn excused herself, “I’ll go

we’re all family here,”

but

and commanded,

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auction catalog. Each item was extravagantly precious, far beyond her means. Suddenly, her

at Chadwick, who casually set the

I personally sought out these items for the auction as per Howard’s instructions,” Nathan

be sure of her

anything else?” Howard’s impatience was evident and he clearly didn’t want to dwell on the